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Taking Back Sunday
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Swing [Live]
Lyricist:Adam Burbank Lazzara, Frederick Pau Mascherino, Mark O'connell, Edward Reyes, Matthew A Rubano
Open the gate to your apartment complex You're not getting off that easily I climb the fence, the one that you've been sitting on
(How long) Before I'm just a memory? (How long) Before you can't remember me? (How long)
I never had a choice, I never had a choice To leave the choke hold molding Around that two hinged doorway I couldn't find the parts to fix the listless nagging in my brain
(How long) Before I'm just a memory? (How long) Before you can't remember me? (How long)
Lover, lover, on the fence Bat your eyes, ball a fist and swing Swing, swing, swing before you leave
Lover, lover, tell me this Passion over consequence When did the latter take the lead? Just swing
I never had a choice, I never had a choice The evening lent itself Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You watched my reservations fall to the floor Fall to the floor, now sing with me
(How long) Before I'm just a memory? (How long) Before you can't remember me? (How long)
Lover, lover, on the fence Bat your eyes, ball a fist and swing Swing, swing, swing before you leave
Lover, lover, tell me this Passion over consequence When did the latter take the lead? Just swing
Open the gate to your apartment complex Did you forget, love, you're who called for me? How long did you expect to keep me waiting? How long before I'm just a memory?
Lover, lover, on the fence Bat your eyes, ball a fist and swing Swing, swing, swing before you leave
Lover, lover, tell me this Passion over consequence And when did the latter take the lead? Just swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing Just swing, swing, swing, just swing
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